”his Bonnie on the side..

John immediately stood up as Bonnie did, holding a hand to help her up. Not even giving you so much as a glance.

Bonnie MacFarlane had arrived at Beechers Hope this afternoon, and since then, it’s like she’s stolen your husband from you.

“Let me get your bag, Bonnie.” Johns once sweet voice suddenly sounded like nails on a chalkboard.

You stood back and watched in pure disbelief as he so carefully helped her out of the wagon. Sigh.